AV 15 Mongolian Horde Match!

Diabolica was running toward Etzlicoatl and extended her arm after she got in air. That way she couldn't escape and as consequence Diabolica managed to put her opponent down on mat one more time. Crowd seemed to love the action, but Mexican giantess wasn't sure why. Usually she was the hated one, so maybe Etzli did some bad stuff in past as well. It wasn't important anyway and Diabolica let out loud roar aswell to join the crowd.

Diabolica crouched and turned Etzlicoatl so she was laying on her back. She taped her elbow with opposite hand few times before droping down, trying to keep on the preasure with elbow drop in Etzli's stomach.

Etzlicoatl was busy wondering if someone had gotten the license plate on the truck that'd hit her, when a giant elbow drop landed and nearly spiked her through the mat.

"Whufff!" She doubled over, flailing, and tried to roll over to get away - this, and her subsequent attempt at admonishing Diabolica, were somewhat hindered by all her coughing. "You dare..." (cough, cough) "...lay hands on the Solar Hummingbird, who..." (cough, cough) "...ow..."

As Etzli clawed her way towards the ropes, it was becoming obvious to the fans that the size disadvantage had pretty much nullified most of her strong points. Even coming in as the last competitor and getting a surprise attack in, her cruiserweight status was making it very difficult indeed for her to get her shots in.

Diabolica droped down and managed to land an elbow drop on Etzlicoatl stomach, which knocked nice amount of air out of her lungs. Diabolica stood up and was watching Etzli rolling away. She had a grin on her face, but somehow Etzli just didn't know how to be silent and show proper respect. "Oh, shut up already! Or do you really want me to beat you up so badly that your cute tiny mouth won't be able to talk?"

Diabolica walked after her, grabed Etzli by the legs and without much effort pull her away from ropes."Where are you going?" Diabolica turned Etzlicoatl on her back, grab her leg and went for a pinfall. "Come on ref, start counting!". Diabolica wasn't sure if it will be enough to finish the match so quickly, but it was worth trying.

If nothing else, the Sanguine Serpent was an opportunist. Her sudden and violent entry into the match had demonstrated this, and now, as Diabolica went down for the pin, it reasserted itself in abrupt, painful fashion.

"One!"

Trying to shove the bigger girl off would be pointless. Instead, Etzlicoatl - noticing the ref was on their other side to make sure her shoulders were down and thus not paying attention to anything else - jammed her thumb into Diabolica's eye and basically bowling-ball-gripped her head with both hands, shoving forcefully backwards.

"Two!"

Within an instant of the two-count, she'd pushed herself out from under Diabolica, and had taken a thick, muscular arm with her for good measure. Wrapping herself around it, Etzli locked herself into a cross armbar on her fellow Mexican, practically standing on her head with her attempts to get the hold into as painful an angle as possible.

Ref start with a counts and there was no way that Etzlicoatl could escape the pinfall. Diabolica knew she's simply too heavy for her opponent. But she couldn't belive what happened next. Out of nowhere she felt sharp pain in her eye, since Etzli actually sticked a finger in it. Diabolica was familiar with dirty tricks, but so far she was never on the receiving end.

"AAAHHHHHHHHH!"

She screamed loudly and imidiately released Etzlicoatl to cover her eye. This allowed her opponent to escape the pinfall, while referee didn't say anything about it. Diabolica didn't care too much about the ref right now, since she had bigger worries right now.

Not only that Etzlicoatl managed to escape her pinfall, this pesky little girl cought her in submission hold as well. Diabolica was quite resistant to such a moves, but it was still painfull as hell. Mexican devil used her free hand to start pounding on Etzlicoatl body. She was just raining attacks, punching anything she could hit.

The crowd, having had a much better view of the action than the ref thanks to the wonders of jumbotrons, was not pleased. A shower of disapproving boos rained down on Etzlicoatl as she cackled villainously.

"Ohhh, what?" she snickered, weaving back and forth as Diabolica swung wildly at her - thanks to the armbar, most of her sensitive areas were conveniently shielded, and so the Sanguine Serpent mostly weathered the attack by either taking glancing blows on her knees and elbows or, hilariously, blocking Diabolica's punches with her own arm. "No taunts now? No delusions of grandeur? Perhaps the tree that grows tallest falls farthest."

Still, although the blind flailing wasn't doing as much as it could have, Etzli was becoming increasingly aware of how precarious her advantage was - Diabolica was much stronger, and had actually lifted her off the mat with the arm that was being attacked, to the cheers of the crowd, who were clearly hoping the smaller girl would get slammed into oblivion. This could go very badly, very fast.

At this point Diabolica was getting really frustrated. First Rachel tried to remove her mask, than referee failed too see cheap move from Etzlicoatl which probably cost her a match and not only that smaller girl is humiliating her in submission move now, she's also the one who start with taunts. She was getting furious like a raging bull and let out loud roar, followed by herself standing up and taking Etzlicoatl along with her.

"AAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!"

Diabolica tried to wrap other arm around Etzli's body and use that to slam her down on canvas with her massive body landing on top of smaller girl. Her arm may take some more damage during this maneuver, since Etzlicoatl was still holding it, but that's the risk she's willing to take to show who's the boss of the ring.

It was working! The armbar was actually working; she could practically feel the damage it was doing to Diabolica's arm, and the bigger girl was definitely starting to tire a bit. Etzli grinned with satisfaction as she heard Diabolica's enraged bellowing, and cranked back on the armbar as she rose into the air--

--wait, what? Oh. Oh, this was bad.

"Ten thousand hells!" was all she was able to get out, and even that panicked exclamation was only half-done when they slammed into the mat together, jarring Etzli loose and, mercifully, releasing the armbar. The crowd roared its approval, excited for Diabolica's comeback and eager to see the Sanguine Serpent get what was coming to her. Etzlicoatl, however, didn't share their enthusiasm, being mostly focused on rolling over into the fetal position and trying to breathe normally again. Oof, that'd been a hell of a landing.

Diabolica lifted Etzlicoatl and slam her down, landing on top of her. She sure crushed her opponent under her weight, but she also awkwardly twisted her arm. It hurted a lot and Diabolica wasn't sure wheter she broke her arm or not. Regardless, Mexican is still strong enough to lift and throw Etzli around with only one arm.

But first, Diabolica rolled off her and went to other side of the ring. She stood up and tend her arm, glaring angrily to her smaller opponent. By now, Diabolica was getting quite tired already.

She stomped her way toward Etzlicoatl and try to grab her neck with healthy arm. She want to deal bit more serious damage to her, so it will be easier to finish the match. Once she'll grab her by the throat, Diabolica would start pushing her toward the ropes and when they would reach them, she would try to throw her out over the ropes. Sure it won't grant her victory, but landing won't be easy for Etzli.

Things happened very quickly. One second, Etzlicoatl was starting to think that maybe she'd gotten her breath back and she'd be able to get up fairly soon and resume wrestling, and then the next second Diabolica had her by the throat and was bull-rushing her across the ring towards the ropes.

And then the next second she was going over them.

There was an undignified and particularly embarrassing "WAAAAUUUUUUGHHHH" and then the luchadora plummeted less-than-gracefully over the ropes, missed the apron altogether, and crashed to the floor, where the supine body of Rachel Carin thankfully broke her fall. This was like falling out of the Empire State Building and "thankfully" having a mattress truck on the street, though, and so Etzlicoatl was staggering drunkenly as she rose to her feet, glaring and shaking her fist in a regal gesture at the three Diabolicas she could see in the ring.

"I'll...I'll offer you to the solar hummingbird m-momentarily," she slurred, staggering towards the stairs and taking a second to lean on them and shake her head. "I just need...need a moment to relax first...whoof..."